Is this life this degradationThis pointless game, humiliationBorn to die, we're born to loseAnd not one choice we make we chooseAnd when this life is at an endWe find that Death's our only friendMust we suffer through your games, oh Lord?Can God really be so bored?We waste our lives destroying, hating,While beneath our flesh a skull lies waitingBlind to beauty blind to love,We fear of our loving Lord aboveSome live their lives to play their games,Some live as victims, the insaneYour experiment oh Lord has failedAnd I trust that when we meet you will forgive usIt's futile so I'll end this noteAnd find a knife and slit my throatAnd come to track you down oh LordYou better watch your back,Be sure that when we meet you'll be surprisedNo loving praise, no glee filled criesJust pain and hate and tear filled sighsAnd the question in the end is "Why?"